The morning news. [volume] (Savannah, Ga.) 1887-1900, 1887-07-03
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Nora slept on till next day, her slumber
undisturbed even by dreams; and when she
awolle she was so stupefied from the effects
of the drugged wine that she ate her food in
silence and without appearing to realize her
situation.
She had been in her prison over a week
before Duvanee ventured to visit her. She
had asked to be taken home and been re-
fused. Nell gave different excuses for not
complying with her requests.
Nora began to realize that she was a pris-
oner for some nefarious reason. and her
whole thought now was how to escape.
She knew that the more docile and quiet
she was the better she could carry
out her purpose. From the innocent, trust
ing girl she had been when first brought
there, she was becoming clever actress.
Nora had been imprisoned little over a
week in the hut, and was sitting at the win
dow in moody silence looking out when a
gentle tap at the door and, Come i'm from
Nell, brought the unwelcome form of Du-
vance.
Nora looked at him in indignant surprise
as he entered the room and advanced toward
her bowling and smiling; she gave him no
recognition, except glance of loathing and
contempt.
"How do l find you to-day, fair ladygo
asked he, not needing her disdainful man
ners.
THAT cannot tell you, Mr.. Duvanee-
perhaps if you We're to tell me why | am
thus imprisoned and restore me to my lib
erty and my dear old father, whom know
to be breaking his heart at my mysterious
disappearance, / could answer you better, I"
replied Nora, with flashing eyes
us it possiblel Have you told herr said
the willy Frenchman, in well-feigned sur
prise, turning to Nell.
"No, / felt afraid to. / thought YOU
could tell so much better than me, replied
Nell, crafty,
"Then you do not know the sad story of
your being heref' again said Duvanee, with
a hypocritical sigh.
mo, | do not know all, but suspect, re-
piled the young girl, sadly.
"Will you tell me what you sllspectp de-
manded her interrogation with something like
sheer.
The look did not escape Morals sharp eye,
and she cried in anger:
Suspect, Henry Duvanee! Suspect
do not suspect now | know You killed
my lover-the man loved better than my
life! o, Arthur, my love!" cried she, clasp
ing her hands in agony Eyes, you killed
Arthur Beaconsfield and brought me here
because you hated him and wished to ruin
me! That is what know! But remember
this, Duvanee, there is God above who
will punish you for your wicked act and
bring you TO retribution at lastl"
The Frenchman WINGED under this, but he
gave a scornful laugh and said:
THAT sounds very pretty, sweetheart:
think it was the best thing TO bring you here
after all. No one knew how much spirit
there was in you before. / told your father
he had better take you home, but it seems
that he was right when he insisted on bring
ing you TO your Aunt Nell"
Duvanee told this bare-faced falsehood
without blushing.
"My father insisted on bringing me here!
repeated the astonished girl, as she listened
with dilated eyes to Duvanee.
Eyes, my pretty one. Since you must
have an explanation, will tell you that
your father felt little afraid of that white
fingered gent after he had asked him for
you-and after that sham engagement he
had watched and caught him just in the
nick of time-.just as he was about to carry
you off, no one knows where or what you
would have been by this time" replied the
Frenchman, watching her furtively TO see
the effects of his words.
Nora clasped her hands together, and then
raising them TO her head clasped her tenn
piles as if she feared they would burst with
the terrible agony produced by Duvanee's
heartlees speech
And then with eyes diated and with hands
stretched forward as If she would tear him
in pieces, Nora shrieked:
"Man, how dare you Islander my dear,
good father and the one Iloyed--and do love
and will always love. Arthur Beacons-
geld was good and true-you knew it and
that my father loved him. You know you
say what is not true when you say my father
put me herel My own heart tells me that
my father would risk his life 10
find me and rescue me il he
knew where l vast Go!-goi-go!"
shrieked the maddened girl, advancing to
ward him with the knife In her hand which
she had secreted from the tray on which her
dinner had been brought her. "Go. or will